We are awakened with the axe....

[sonotahunter]

Who: TEAM FIT BITCH (Bela, Bruce, Tony, Desmond, Lana, Pepper)
What: ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.
Where: A CITY. :|
When: PORT.
Warnings: SWEARING. VIOLENCE. DEATH. ET CETERA.

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DAY ONE

[sonotahunter]

[gammapulsed]

Sadly enough, the sensation of slowly waking up on a hard, foreign surface while feeling like an eighteen-wheeler ran you over several times isn't new to Bruce. He is currently sprawled face-down by the admissions desk, and he bites back a low groan as the massive headache bunching at his temples begins making itself known. Said headache, of course, only gets worse when his eyes fly open and he scrambles to his knees. Which is when Bruce first notices that his knees are actually covered. A quick check, and... Wait, his clothes aren't ripped to shreds. Now that? That is new - not really unwelcome, but definitely new.

He finally takes a look around, forehead wrinkling in confusion at what looks like a museum. Moving to his feet, there's a solid thunk when his head bangs against the overhanging counter. A wince as he turns to moves out of the way, only to come face to face with the corpse slumped over the desk.

At least it can never be said that Bruce Banner screams like a girl.

[thatsaflaregun]

This, Desmond feels, is exactly what waking up from the hatch implosion felt like. He swallows bile as his stomach tries to give him a refund on today's breakfast and rolls over onto his stomach, fumbling to get a handle on his shirt to make sure he's fully clothed this time. Satisfied, that he's not naked, he stands up, blinking up at the ceiling before turning to focus on... The broken dinosaur skeleton and the corpse. That, however troubling it might be, is less important than the woman in the room with him.

He picks his way across the scattered debris towards her. "You all right, sistah?"

He barely has time to wait for an answer before Bruce's scream alerts him to the presence of another person with them.

[luthorinstincts]

The scream was enough to jerk Lana into consciousness, the smell enough for her to quickly roll onto her back and cover her nose. It's that which bothered her, more than the corpse just several feet away. Maybe it was her time as a Luthor that had desensitized her, or maybe just the fact that her life had always been so filled with death. Either way, it allowed her to carefully push herself up and to her feet to survey the place, and acquaint herself with the faces of the living around her. They were vaguely familiar, so she assumed these were people from the Barge and not some random survivors of whatever this was.

Why couldn't she have landed with Buffy?

DAY TWO

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DAY THREE

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DAY FOUR

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